The new initiative was called Skill Development. The agencies were scouting around for mediocre students. The Prinicipal was aghast, “What do you propose to do with these good-for-nothings?” “Train them to create support systems.” “I don’t get it.” “Your best students will be lapped up by premiere educational institutions to be trained in leadership roles. … Continue reading Mediocrity
She woke up one fine morning, and the nagging pain had disappeared. It was a tremendous relief. It looked like the new medicine was indeed effective. The week ahead was busy. The physiotherapist called for an appointment, but she terminated the arrangement. The waist belts, hot water bottles, therapy magnets, herbal oils all had to … Continue reading Pain
"I have some great gossip to share." "I have no interest. It is about a world I left behind." "But they still talk about you." Three Line Tales #Week 111
“What do you think you can capture in the dark?’” “The deepest and darkest side of human nature….. a thief on the prowl to earn a living, the Tantric who deserted his family, hedonists enjoying nightlife, and tears shed when nobody’s watching them….. the tiny lights look like stars in the picture.” “That sounds deranged.“ … Continue reading Voice of (In)sanity
It had taken tremendous effort to reach here. The kids were talking about some experiment, and formulating a strategy to catch him. He jumped back, fearing loss of freedom and life. Another voice echoed in the depth, “Frogs in the well… they have no interest in the world outside…” (279 characters) Twittering Tale #75
She was in a state of deep despair, having lost their daughter to the cruelty of tyrants. Poverty added to helplessness. She did not like what her husband had been doing with inflammable material. “What kind of sorcery is that? You are inviting further trouble.” “The planet that we live in was created from an … Continue reading Blown apart
There was a knife in my back, and it hurt awfully. I saw life on the other side, and decided to quit the corporate corridors. I am the only one to see spring in the winter of life. My dreams of creative pursuits bloom into reality. I blossom in several avatars, stopping and starting at … Continue reading Butterflies
A strange smell emanated from the place. The lighting was different, not dim, and made people look like pale shadows of themselves. I felt uneasy, as I could not see the exact outline that shaped bodies. It appeared as if they wore a halo all around. Maybe, a filter from one of those silly apps … Continue reading Filtered images
The normally sober Konica picked up a rock on impulse and flung it in the water. “Lady, you are not allowed to do that here.” Interrupted the guide. She was keenly watching the bubbles that arose on the spot. “Don’t you see blood there?” “Blood? No. That is a reflection of the evening sky.” “Dive … Continue reading Return
Little NE appeared to be struggling with something on her desk since morning. “What exactly are you trying to do, NE?” “I m lng a nu form of art. The thin cnvs is called ppr, and u gt pnts in few clrs. 1 can pnt lfabets to rite a story, or drw figrs with it. … Continue reading Art
